Long Aotian male lead he bends

Jiang Chenghui pressed one knee on the sofa on Ning Xiang's side, and rested his hands on the back of the sofa, completely enclosing Ning Xiang in the small space in the middle.

Obviously there is no skin-to-skin contact, but this feeling seems to go further than hugging.

Ning Xiang was like a frightened rabbit, leaning hard against the back of the sofa, trying to take a breath from the violent pressure of Jiang Chenghui.

His mind was already dizzy, but under Jiang Chenghui's series of pressing questions, it turned into a puddle of mud.

"No, that's not the case..." Even his negative voice was weak, his eyes flustered, and he just wanted to escape.

But there is no escape.

Jiang Chenghui's arms tightened, and he approached the panicked rabbit further: "Look into my eyes, tell the truth!"

Ning Xiang was forced to face Jiang Chenghui face to face, and the tips of their noses almost touched.

Jiang Chenghui's eyes were as sharp as a falcon's. Poor Ning Xiang couldn't hide any secrets in front of such eyes.

He finally couldn't hold it anymore.

Ning Xiang began to tremble violently, his eyes were full of water, and his originally gray face turned a little bloody due to excitement, but the tip of his nose was still as cold as ice.

The tip of Jiang Chenghui's nose lightly touched Ning Xiang's, as if threatening, but also as soothing.

The poor guy was trembling and couldn't say a complete sentence, his shoulders and arms were tightly curled up, and he seemed to be making the last resistance, but the tears couldn't stop falling down, moistening his eyes. cheek.

It looked really pitiful and cute.

Jiang Chenghui's eyes slowed slightly, but when he thought of his guess, they sank again in an instant.

He lowered his head and kissed Ning Xiang's wet eyes.

This time, Ning Xiang didn't cooperate obediently, but tried to struggle and escape.

Jiang Chenghui clasped his hands without hesitation, making Ning Xiang unable to move.

"Be good, don't move around." Jiang Chenghui was like coaxing a disobedient child, as gentle as his voice was, as firm as his hands.

The kiss landed on Ning Xiang's hair, eyes, cheeks, and then lips.

Warm and hot, and light as a feather.

Ning Xiang finally couldn't help raising his neck.

It was like a sacrifice who couldn't resist the temptation of the gods and tried to sacrifice himself completely.

Meekly awaiting the sentence of death.

Jiang Chenghui is not a ruthless god.

He is gentle, strong, and has absolute control.

Being hugged by this person, those sorrows, worries, and fears seem to be temporarily far away.

All that's left is kisses.

Ning Xiang finally stopped trembling, and his body temperature also rose.

His eyes were still moist, with a glint of water.

Jiang Chenghui let go of the restraint, Ning Xiang's hand fell limply, staring at Jiang Chenghui in a daze, his lips moved.

Jiang Chenghui couldn't hold back, and pressed down and kissed him hard for a long time.

Ning Xiang finally stopped struggling, and obediently leaned on the back of the sofa, kissing Jiang Chenghui.

His eyes were half-closed, sweat dripped from the tip of his nose, and his lips were slightly parted, extremely docile.

I just want people to do more excessive behavior.

But now the timing is wrong.

Jiang Chenghui forced himself to pull away and leave, looking condescendingly at the person in his arms again.

Ning Xiang raised his head slightly.

Jiang Chenghui originally wanted to ask in a colder way, but in the end he couldn't bear it anymore, and once again hugged the slender young man tightly into his arms, and gently seduced in the young man's ear: "Tell me, you Why do you suddenly want to tell me your secret?"

Ning Xiang blinked dully.

Jiang Chenghui opened his mouth to cover Ning Xiang's earlobe, and slowly bit it between his lips and teeth.

Ning Xiang trembled.

"I...I just don't want to lie to you anymore." His voice was like sleepwalking.

"Then tell me everything." Jiang Chenghui let go of Ning Xiang's earlobe, but still pressed his lips tightly against his ear, his voice was low, with a dangerous temptation.

Ning Xiang trembled again.

"I, I will die in three months." He finally couldn't hold back, and said the secret that he wanted to hide the most.

There are still three months to go.

Jiang Chenghui froze, and all movements stopped.

Ning Xiang felt that the temperature of his body was also dropping, and his skin, blood, and internal organs were all frozen.

But what has been said cannot be taken back.

He simply gave up on himself, and said everything.

Whether it was about his father in the dream, or what happened to him in the end.

Jiang Chenghui slowly straightened his body, looking at Ning Xiang who had almost tucked his head into his knees.

Ning Xiang shrunk himself into a ball, looking thinner and thinner, with a white and slender neck, and the outline of the shoulder blades protruding from under the thin shirt, which made people want to touch it.

Maybe such a person will disappear from my side soon?

Jiang Chenghui narrowed his eyes slightly, his eyes trembling, but finally he became firm again.

Finally finished speaking, and found that Jiang Chenghui was silent for a long time, Ning Xiang stammered and continued: "I, I don't care, although I know that I may die soon, yes, it's a bit aggrieved, but I have already done this in my life. It's worth living, no matter what, even if I die, I will still be a successful person, and I won't be like in my dream..."

Jiang Chenghui pulled the boy's head up, pressed it firmly again, and blocked Ning Xiang's with his own mouth.

He hated hearing Ning Xiang say this.

This kiss was no longer as gentle as before, but instead seemed violent and full of control.

Ning Xiang's body became softer, and he could take whatever he wanted.

Anyway, at this time, he was completely transparent in front of Jiang Chenghui, and he was free to do whatever he wanted.

When the lips parted, Ning Xiang felt that he had turned into a puddle of mud, and even the back of the sofa could not support him, so he just slid onto the cushion.

Jiang Chenghui also fell down with him.

The body is closer, and the heat on the body is more intense, like a carnival before the end.

But Jiang Chenghui didn't continue to move, but leaned on Ning Xiang's body with his head resting on his neck, panting violently.

Ning Xiang looked at a thin crack on the ceiling, and tried to breathe.

When his breath finally calmed down, he tried to relax the atmosphere: "I don't think I need to wait three months, I almost died just now."

Then, his bad mouth, which was always slanderous, was once again bitten fiercely by Jiang Chenghui.

After biting for a long time, Ning Xiang felt that his mouth was completely numb, and Jiang Chenghui let go.

"Don't say such depressing words anymore, you won't die." Jiang Chenghui ordered.

Ning Xiang felt that his mouth was swollen, and he couldn't even speak fluently, but he still replied without fear of death: "People are always going to die."

He didn't know whether he said it or was kissed hard, the depression in his heart dissipated all of a sudden, and his mouth began to be uncontrollable again.

Jiang Chenghui sat up from Ning Xiang and stared at him.

Ning Xiang felt guilty after seeing him, and immediately entangled him like an octopus, but buried his face in Jiang Chenghui's arms, not daring to look at him.

Jiang Chenghui sighed helplessly.

"According to what you said, if you really die in three months, how will you know what I will become in the future?" Jiang Chenghui asked another suspicious point.

Just now, besides Ning Xiang's honest account of his affairs, he couldn't help but praise Jiang Cheng's majestic appearance after the emblem.

But if there were really only three months left, Jiang Chenghui knew that he would never be able to climb to that height no matter what.

Ning Xiang suddenly laughed embarrassedly, feeling a little guilty.

"Didn't you say that you don't hide anything from me?" Jiang Chenghui went to bite his ear again.

Ning Xiang confessed honestly with a low eyebrow and pleasing eyes: "After I die, only you will be left in my vision."

Then he hurriedly explained: "It's not the kind of back spirit that follows you all the time, but it's just that you can see a few major events that you have experienced, just like reading a novel."

So when he just woke up from the dream, he had sworn that their world might be a novel, and Jiang Chenghui was the protagonist in the novel.

As for myself?It's just an unimportant passer-by cannon fodder.

Ning Xiang sighed.

Therefore, this passer-by not only made a lot of money holding his thigh all the way, but even accidentally met the male lead. Even if he didn't live long, he still seemed to be a winner in life.

The only unlucky one was the one who was left behind.

Since childhood, because of his mother's early death, Ning Xiang has always felt that the one who is left behind is the one who is truly miserable in the face of death.

Death is the end of it all, but those who are still alive have to bear all the sorrow.

Ning Xiang was originally alone, and his only tender father died, so he knew this feeling best.

Jiang Chenghui was also alone, with no relatives or friends either.

Speaking of it, he was even more unlucky than Ning Xiang. After all, Ning Xiang's family was rich, so he didn't have to worry about food and clothing.

Such a person finally fell in love with a partner, but in the end, that partner only has three months to live?No one can stand it.

If he had known that he couldn't escape, Ning Xiang would not have dared to provoke Jiang Chenghui casually.

He was reluctant.

If you like someone, of course you can't wait to give him all the best things, make him happy every day, and make yourself happy.

It's not about making the other person sad, sad, and finally being left alone, unable to comfort them even if they want to.

Thinking that Jiang Chenghui would feel sad because of him, Ning Xiang also felt particularly uncomfortable.

Therefore, Ning Xiang originally hoped that Jiang Chenghui would kick him, and then he could find a quiet place to lie down and wait to die.

However, Jiang Chenghui did not play cards according to common sense, or this person's brain was too meticulous, and he guessed most of the truth in an instant.

This is called Ning Xiangmu.

Of course he couldn't bear Jiang Chenghui, and wished he could stay together forever.

The problem is, in the face of the seemingly doomed death, Ning Xiang feels guilty.

Not only worried about making Jiang Chenghui sad, but also worried about hurting him.

Ning Xiang couldn't help but move closer, biting Jiang Chenghui's lips bit by bit.

"Don't like me too much, just treat it as a happy little love, and break up when the time comes, okay?" he begged.

Jiang Chenghui pressed him down: "Shut up!"

Ning Xiang felt that his lips must have become two pig intestines now.

Just thinking about this ugly look made him feel shocking, and he didn't know how Jiang Chenghui could kiss him.

But when he looked up at this person, he felt that no matter what he was, Ning Xiang liked him very much.

However, it would be great if Jiang Chenghui could like him less, the less the better, the best is a pure sex relationship.

He died with peace of mind.

Ning Xiang sighed deeply, looking at Jiang Chenghui beside him.

It was late at night, and I don't know how long we kissed and hugged, anyway, Ning Xiang fell asleep in a daze.

When he woke up again, he found that he had been properly placed on the bed, and Jiang Chenghui was sleeping next to him.

They seemed to have never slept together.

At the busiest time, even though they had directly laid the floor together in the company, a few big men slept on their backs, how could they feel this way.

Private and quiet, it made him a little uneasy.

Ning Xiang moved slightly, and Jiang Chenghui's hand tightened, holding him back again.

Ning Xiang thought that Jiang Chenghui had woken up, and observed carefully for a long time, making sure that he was only acting subconsciously.

Ning Xiang didn't dare to move anymore, but turned his head, and stared at the sleeping face of this man with the help of the faint light in the room.

This person is really good-looking, and the more he looks the better, the more he looks the more itchy.

It would be great if the time was longer, so that it would not be interrupted suddenly at the most passionate time.

But after a long time, will the love become stronger?

Ning Xiang didn't know what he was thinking, so he couldn't help but sigh.

It's just that he sighed softly, but it disturbed Jiang Chenghui again.

Then, he was pressed between the quilts again, rubbing wantonly.

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